scribbly: (when you look at the floor is a key)
ℳᴀʀʏ ([personal profile] scribbly) wrote in [community profile] the_newlydead_game 2017-06-03 05:11 am (UTC)

[She's mad at Junpei, at Santa, at Zelda. People who said they would take care of her, but there were only a few people there who really loved her, really cared for her, and in their absence, they so easily turned their backs on her.

Ib didn't have a vote. Ib tried to get one for Mary, but she was left as parts of other people's schemes. And yet—Mary can't resent Ib for that, for her safety, for being an afterthought to the rest of them, not worth manipulating. Because—
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...You were...my first friend, Ib...

[And Mary smiles. Her eyes are all red and puffy and there are tears streaking her face, but she smiles.]

So it felt like a long time!

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